The restaurant was small, with a slight edge to it, standing forlornly in the middle of the open space. He parked the car in one of the spaces provided around it and killed the engine.
Sighing, he sank his head on the wheel. It had been one hell of a week. First the separation with his girlfriend and then the loss of his job. He hoped something would finally change for the better now, but somehow he doubted it.
He lifted his head off the wheel and left the car, locking it as he turned towards the restaurant. His family was waiting in there, he knew. His mother had sounded strangely distant on the phone, but it hadn’t bothered him until now.
As he entered the room and noticed that his father was absent, he immediately knew something was wrong. A car crash, his mother said, tears in her eyes. Died instantly.
FFfAW, Week of July 12 2016
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